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Sep 2015
“Life”..
Ya that **** is exhausting.
I don't think anyone has an idea how tired I’ve been.

Let me explain...

I'm tired.
God-**** I'm tired...
I'm ******* tired.
Tired of life.
Tired of crying.
Tired of whining
Tired of trying.
Tired of trying to try
only to fail
to keep trying.
Tired of feeling like
The only reason I'm alive
Is to try and avoid dying.
Tired of being the only one
That thinks I don't deserve
the talents that I have
That I constantly keep denying.
Tired of thinking
That even if I were to show my talents
then you people would think I'm lying.
Tired of keeping everyone else motivated
Accidentally,
when I can barely stay inspired
I'M TIRED..
Tired of thinking
I dream too big,
Cuz everyone else is thinking smaller.
Tired of being different
than everyone else that I'm around
and feelin I don't belong here.
Tired of all my goals
Being too big for most to grasp
Cuz my thoughts are always broader.
Tired of my own dreams
Always bein out of my reach
and making me feel alone and awkward.
Tired of being annoyed and peeved
and on the edge at any little thing
that makes me bothered.
Bothered at the fact
that I'm tired of being tired
and can't stop my thoughts from wandering.
Tired of losing sleep
over trying to catch some rest,
and can't seem to catch my breath,
or take a break,
even if it's offered.

I'm ******* tired.
Tired of not being on top
and feeling like quitting.
Tired of feeling like everyone
Is watching me dry my eyes.
Tired of feeling like I'm a walking relapse.

I'm ******* tired.
Tired of working my *** off
non-stop,
and drowning in pity.
Tired feeling like all I do
is complain and wine
Tired of thinking negative when I know I don't need that.

...******* tired.
Tired of having four ******* items
in three different pawn shops
in two different cities
and one ******* thing on my mind
with zero positive feedback.

Tired of people thinking
that I'm thinkin
that I'm ****** special
even though
I know I'm not the only one
That's always lost in doubt
or stressed the **** out
in life.
Tired of venting into these typed words
like it's my only revival.
But it seems to be the only way
I can confess and unwind
and get this stress out my mind though..

So thank you for letting me lay down
these lyrics that I been typing
So I can put these thoughts to sleep
and finally rest them in peace
to expire
So I can stop being tired
… Peace ✌🏽
A little spoken(ish) word.
Ralph Bobian
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Ralph Bobian  Denver
(Denver)   
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